Soon enough, as he wished, the door in front of him opened.
But as soon as it did, he saw Gu Chenxiao's dark face, staring at him with a gloomy and murderous look.
Wei Shiran: "..."
He lowered his hand and was at a loss for words for a moment.
Yet he was the one who had come to confront, so why did he feel short of confidence the moment he saw him?
"I'm freezing to death! Why did it take you so long to open the door, what were you doing?" Wei Shiran complained as he walked into the house.
"What are you here for?"
Wei Shiran challenged, "Why did you block me!"
Gu Chenxiao replied indifferently, "You're too annoying."
He was really straightforward...
Being so straightforward was truly hurtful.
"I don't care, you hurt me, and to compensate for my young, fragile heart, you must make it up to me."
As soon as Wei Shiran approached the living room, he smelled a scent and asked doubtfully, "Hang on, why is there a smell of Chinese medicine in your house? Are you sick?"